Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 348 Don’t Touch Mr. Fool’s Butt! (3K)

Alas~ I already knew that this little brat is very proud of himself. Why should I fight with him?
The Fool sighed. Life was not easy. Just now he was only thinking about maintaining Mr. Fool's status, but he ignored Ron's face-saving "setting".

So, Klein immediately leaned back and just watched the party he was hosting. He neither fought back nor expressed his opinion, as if he had determined that what Ron said was the fact.

He did not forget the setting of "The Fool" - mysterious, unpredictable and calm. Arguing with a childish guy might very well destroy the image he had established in the previous Tarot Club.

I am an adult and I don't care about people who are mentally underage.
As thoughts flashed through his mind, Klein immediately controlled the world and smiled grimly:

"Heh, from the perspective of mysticism, Beyonders after Demigod are more like gods than humans. They have all kinds of incredible abilities that Low-Sequence People cannot imagine."

This despicable fellow praised himself from the side, then turned to ask seriously with doubt:

"Ms. Fate, where did you get so many potion recipes?"

Clearly everyone was a "poor fellow" at the last gathering, so how come you claim to have the formula for a demigod's potion this time? Did you rob the headquarters of the Church of the Storm, or find the blasphemous card that represents the "Sailor" path?
Taking the example of obtaining the "Black Emperor" card, "The World" couldn't help but speculate in his mind.

Meanwhile, members of the Tarot Club, including Justice, had also reacted and were all shocked at Ron's audacity. They either hid or glanced at Mr. Fool inadvertently, and only felt relieved when they found that the ancient "god" did not show any reaction.

Emperor Roselle once said that when gods fight, mortals suffer, which is absolutely appropriate here.

Just now, these low- and middle-sequence beings wished they could close their eyes and plug their ears so that they could see and hear nothing.

Ah. Mr. Ron, really, is He really not afraid of Mr. Fool's punishment? I finally understand what He meant when He said a long time ago that apart from Him, we should be careful in the mysterious world.
Pursing her lips gracefully, the incredibly beautiful noble lady sighed helplessly, with complex thoughts that could not be described in words.

After a few seconds, she quickly calmed herself down and began to think about Mr. World's question.

Mr. Ron is not going out to cause trouble again! ? Are these formulas what He got? Last time He said that He was going to the God-Forsaken Land to track down Zaratul, the leader of the Secret Order. Judging from His appearance, He should have succeeded?
At this moment, Audrey Hall had an almost instinctive intuition.

Compared to "Justice", the idea of ​​"The Hanged Man" is much simpler, because no matter where these formulas come from, now that the angel of the Tarot Club has spoken, it means that he is definitely willing to trade with him.

Now, the most important thing you should do is to save money, save money, and save money!

Although I am considered wealthy among pirates, the formula of Sequence 4500 potion is usually out of stock, with prices ranging from 7000 to 8000 pounds, not to mention the main ingredients of Sequence , the lowest price is pounds.
Thinking of this, Alger Wilson calmed down instantly. The heat in his body and spirit was completely extinguished by the 15000 pounds of ice water, leaving not a single spark.

He calculated it based on the most expensive price. Years of experience taught Alger that he should always plan and prepare for the worst.

Mr. Fate is so amazing. The names of those potion formulas don't seem to be of medium or low sequence. It would be even better if he had the potion formula of the Sun Path.
And "Sun" Derrick was no different from usual. It seemed that the great action of "All Things Return to One" in the God-Forsaken Land did not bring any impact to the Silver City standing in the dark land.

He saw the expressions of the other members of the Tarot Club and gave a dry compliment in his heart, seeming to have some fantasies.

I'm just a sequence nine. I'm just a sequence nine. I'm just a sequence nine.
As for the "magician" Fors, his brain had already been expanded, and he just felt that he had lowered the level of such a high-end gathering as the Tarot Club.

As a wild extraordinary person, she gained much more from these two gatherings than in the past few years. Compared with those potion formulas that she had never heard of, she cared more about Ron, an angel who dared to face the power of the gods.

Angels are just like this? Too reckless! ?
Feeling the hungry gazes around him, Ron felt the heaviness on his shoulders again.

She tightened her robe inexplicably to restrain her bulging chest. The silver-haired lady raised her head slightly, revealing her signature arrogant attitude.

"Everyone, you are blessed. From now on, no matter what potion formula you need, no matter which method it is, no matter what sequence the formula is, I can get it!"

"The prerequisite is that you need to pay enough price!"

The cold and arrogant words did not annoy the Tarot Club members at all. Instead, they felt from the bottom of their hearts that the words and sentences composed of Loen language should be spoken in this tone.

Arrogance without ability is called arrogance, arrogance with ability is called deserving!

The dummy "World"'s face froze, and Klein had a bad feeling in his heart.

How big of a mess did he have to make to get such a reward? It was simply unimaginable!

As his eyes wandered, Klein the Fool suddenly caught a glimpse of the blasphemy card lying upside down on the bronze table. The thoughts in his mind were like dazzling electric sparks. He seemed to remember something, but he couldn't connect it. Blasphemy can get any potion formula.
Shit, this little brat won’t see the blasphemous slate! ? This is a real divine object, the cornerstone of the mysterious world! ! !
I just don't know whether it is the first or second piece. This should be the harvest from His pursuit of Zaratul.
In just a flash, he remembered Emperor Roselle's diary and suddenly had a guess.

"You saw the blasphemous slate?"

Low, hoarse, and unbelievable words came out of the mouth of the dummy "World", causing "Justice" Audrey, "The Hanged Man" Alger and others to stop breathing.

The Blasphemous Slate is a treasure that even the gods covet, and it is also the source of the extraordinary path of this world!
"Hmm ↑↓~"

Ron hummed in a strange tone and shook his index finger, denying the speculation of "having seen the blasphemous slate".

However, before Mr. Fool could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the silver-haired lady, who stood straight, say briskly:
"I didn't just see it, I got it. The upper half of the second blasphemous slate is in my basement!"

what?
In your basement.
The second blasphemous slate is in your basement! ? The second blasphemous slate that Russell saw is in your basement! ? The blasphemous slate of that secret organization is in your basement! ?
How come you have everything in your basement?
Klein was extremely crazy for a moment. The blasphemy card on the long bronze table suddenly lost its fragrance. He felt worried and excited at the same time. The dummy "world" was also motionless at this time, as if it had become a puppet and no longer felt alive.

Klein had naturally never seen the legendary basement of Ron's family, but he really wanted to see it now.

Of course, the main purpose is to see if I can get some good stuff for free.

It's actually blasphemy against the stone tablet... No wonder he said such arrogant words. "Destiny" is indeed qualified to say so. It is really wise enough to establish a good relationship with Him in advance. With this opportunity, it may not be impossible for me to become a demigod!

Although the "Hanged Man" had some speculations in his mind, he was still extremely excited when he heard that the "blasphemous slate" was obtained by Ron.

At this moment, he, who was so loyal to the "Lord of Storms", wanted to give up his ideal of becoming an archbishop and directly join Mr. Fool to work under Him in exchange for credit.

"Oh, you don't have to look at me like that. This is just a small matter. In fact, I was just borrowing the blasphemous slate."

Seeing that even the most honest little sun was looking at him with an expression of indescribable shock, Ron waved his hand and decided to keep a low profile and have fun with the people.

She first explained, then continued:
"But I don't plan to return it. Once it's in my hands, it's mine!"

What's the difference between what you're doing and robbing? I remember that the second blasphemous slate has an owner, who is in the ancient secret organization that Emperor Roselle joined. Aren't you afraid that the entire organization will go out and kill you! ?
Klein's face was droopy and he wanted to curse. He tightly grasped the Black Eye in his hand and immediately controlled the dummy "World" to ask hoarsely:
"I think that being honest and trustworthy is the most important thing. If you don't return it, won't you be in danger?"

He sarcastically mocked Ron in a low voice, and then worried about whether the little brat could withstand the revenge of the ancient secret organization.

"First of all, Mr. Fool and I are not human!"

“Second, with Mr. Fool here, how could I be in any danger?”

"If I get the thing, it will be obtained by the Tarot Club. If the Tarot Club gets it, it will be obtained by Mr. Fool."

I……

Hearing this great trust, Klein the Fool was like a mute eating bitter herbs, unable to express his pain.

He was about to say something when he was interrupted by the silver-haired lady.

“Mr. World, you don’t have to worry. Mr. Fool is very powerful. His level and status are very high. No one can be his opponent.”

"How can I describe Emperor Roselle as someone who is not easy to mess with? Oh, yes, you can't touch a tiger's butt!"

“Do you think you can just touch Mr. Fool’s butt casually?!”

"too naive!"

What are you talking about? Why can't I touch my butt? No, I can touch my butt, but that's not right either. I...

Klein the Fool was so shocked by the brat’s shamelessness that he was speechless. He could only remain motionless and stare at the dummy “World” at the bottom of the long bronze table.

(End of this chapter)